Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Switzerland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Radiopuhelimet to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Mark Hollis,
Fat Boys,
Nas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Bobby Womack,
Al Stewart,
Marmalade,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Moleskins,
Bootsy Collins,
kango's stein massive,
The Dead C,
Alphaville,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mantronix,
The Dirtbombs,
Colin Newman,
Monolake,
Archie Shepp,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Little Man,
Barrington Levy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joensuu 1685,
Marvin Gaye,
Sight & Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cramps,
Fear,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fad Gadget,
John Holt,
Slave,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Blossom Toes,
Audionom,
The J.B.'s,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Gabor Szabo,
Harmonia,
The Pretty Things,
Roxette,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Massinfluence,
The Monochrome Set,
Amazonics,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.